Novel & Cerita Hell Riders

I asked to make sure Hayden nodded in response. “So... he has a gambling debt to one person only?” I asked again. “Yeah.” he nodded again. “And stupidly for him, it’s to the Alpha of the Hell Crawler Pack.” “Hell Crawler Pack?” I searched my mind to get any information about the pack, but nothing came up. I had never heard of that pack before Hayden said the name. “It’s understandable that you have never heard of the pack, Lottie,” Hayden said as if he could read my mind. “Not many packs have dealings with them. I, for one, knew the Moon Crest Pack did not, nor did the Red Claw Pack.”

Clara paused for a moment before turning to Mason, her voice clear and cruel. "You like to play games, don't you, Mr. Sanders? You think it's fun to watch people struggle in cages, don't you?" Mason shuddered and shook his head frantically. "No, no! Rebecca made me do all of that! She forced me! I never wanted to!" "Hush." Clara raised a finger to her lips and cut him off. "Mr. White spent five years in the underground fighting ring. He broke seven ribs, lost four teeth, was injected with drugs, and was displayed like a zoo animal while people bet on him."

The older was of course had concluded that he'd been protesting a bit too much for their liking and dismissed his aggressive speeches as they continued their ride. It wasn't much of a shock to Gunner that the boy had accepted a short contract when agreeing to bring in this bail jumper Darren Hiller. The rest of the boys were on board for whatever trouble they could get into, Gearhead, especially in this case. He'd come a long way from being a jumpy mechanic who had barely survived a wolf hunt and got caught up in the process. The pack took him in and he ended up becoming one of them as a result of the carelessness on the part of one of their own.

Hell? I was the actual one who had crawled out from hell. The victims' families blocking my way saw me try to leave, and the crowd grew restless. A large man charged at me, shouting, "Give me back my son!" While the families were indeed pitiful, it did not mean they had the right to hurt me. "Ah!" There was a hoarse scream, and a police officer had already stepped in, throwing the man to the ground with a shoulder throw, pinning him down.

I nod in the affirmative, and walk slowly to Killer who put his hands around my waist, grounding me in the now. He did the same when we first left Kanla, it is like he senses when I am going to clock out. Killer keeps it from happening. “Get her, where's Bull?” “Climbing down the ladder. See you in three,” Bulls voice can be heard from our ear pieces. Winner goes to Harley and lifts her up and swings her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. It should feel good that we got her but I don't feel shit. “Can we ride later.” I lift my head up to Killer as his crunched up face is glaring at Harley's unconscious form.

After that, a different kind of satisfaction came across me. I enjoyed hunting these human hunters, thus, killing 10 werewolves and being the youngest and best werewolf hunter. Rendall killed 8 werewolves which are also not that bad, Quinn is setting poisonous traps and putting some on the bows granting her 4 kills. We make a great team. “Let’s go, Raffi.” I turned and saw Rendall brushing his mid-length hair using his fingers. “Are you going on a date?” I asked him as I scanned his clothes.

“I love you, Tyler...” “How about a group hug!!“ Hugo yelled. Everyone hugged each other. Hugo is the one who kidnaps Kyra, which she discovers. Everyone burst out laughing. Even though the world is not yet at peace because of demons, people may be certain that someone will fight them. And that group is the Teen Hunters. THE END.....

His eyes glowing from blue to gold in an instant. ‘Dragon shifters are very protective of their mates, especially royal ones, and they would snap your neck if you dare pose as a threat to their mates,’ Valkerie explained and I touched Hunter’s arm. I mindlink him to back off or at least take it easy but he doesn’t budge and he refuses to back down. I sighed. Stubborn Hunter as always. Syria stood up and touched Brock shoulder, doing the same thing I did to try and calm her mate down. Only hers worked, and Brock’s eyes turned back to normal almost easily.

Nodding my head I smiled back at her as I tried to shake off the dreadful feeling of pack members looking at our interaction with hatred,shock , uncertainty and disbelief. The entire place was set up like a mini basketball court with benches all round for all the pack members as well as the visiting alphas and their pack members. To say I was intimidated would be an understatement and backing out was not an option…neither was death. "Introducing our challengers. We have the Hellhound Alpha king Asmodeus Hayes and his opponent Lord Hades of the underworld. Everything happened so fast I barely had time to get in my fighting stance as all of the air suddenly got knocked out of my lungs. I hit t

I wondered why Vincent was in the past three hundred years ago. He walked towards a group of people, who seemed like they were casting spells, just like the people in the forest. They also seem to be training, and I knew immediately that they were witches. It seems whoever they were fighting was an enemy to all of them. "The war that is coming, who are they fighting against?" I asked Selene, who I noticed was also following me. "They are called Gryden" "Gyrden, what are they" "They are creatures connected to hell, they are known as the underground creatures"